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Tuesday - Chosen Family
Hiya, it’s girlmarauders again and I’ll be your lovely host for today. Today’s theme is the family that we choose. Our favourite characters all have friends as close as or closer than their actual family. These odd relationships deserve a little love!
Rules are important folks!
- Post no more than three prompts per fandom and no more than five prompts in a row. If someone fills a prompt, you're more than welcome to post some more prompts later in the day.
- No spoilers in prompts for at least seven days after the original airdate or publication date. If you have spoilers in your fic, please warn in bold and leave at least three spaces.
- The codemonkeys work very hard so let’s keep things simple and format our prompts correctly.
Fandom, Pairing, Prompt.
Examples
· White Collar, Neal, growing up
· Torchwood, Jack, he builds his family out of soldier boys and lasses
Nothing catch your eye or intrigue your muse? Don’t forget the Lonely Prompts!
tag="ChosenFamily"
"Our happy little family"
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A happy little family? One out of three. Maybe.
To start off with, they're not family. Never mind having the same parents, only half of them have parents at all. Unless you count in the broadest metaphysical sense. Gabriel and Castiel say they're brothers, but if they're brothers, Dean and Sam must be the same freaking person by comparison. They'd be hilarious if Dean didn't have to put up with them 24 hours a day. And that's no exaggeration. They don't sleep. Bedtime for Dean and Sam is just the start of Gabriel's second wind. Dean's woken up at 4 a.m. any number of times to hear the two of them arguing about something that could equally be a fine point of philosophy and the plot of the drive-in movie they went to the other night. It's enough to drive a man out of his mind.
Little? Little is comparative. You know what feels little these days? The freaking car. To their credit, the angels don't tend to drop crumbs all over Dean's baby, or get the leather wet. But they make their presence known in other ways. Appearing and disappearing, heckling and offering stern advice, telling bad jokes, not getting the good ones. And occasionally changing the music. Dean nearly drove the car off the road once when he suddenly found himself listening to some crazy shit Gabriel identified as the soundtrack to "Avenue Q." It was pretty freaking funny, but still, a little warning would have been nice. Long story short: while Dean doesn't feel quite like the little old woman who lived in the shoe, but he still has the impression more often than not that he's shepherding a kindergarten class across the country.
Last, but not least. Happy. With what they've been through? With what they all know they have yet to face? Happy moments are few and far between, and none of them expects to have many...
...like the time Castiel knew the names of every star Dean pointed to, but Dean knew the constellations, and Castiel's eyes filled with wonder...
...like the time he and Gabriel teamed up to tie Sam's shoes together in his sleep, but Sam was so out of it that he actually shuffled around for a good fifteen minutes in the morning before finally trying to take a step and falling flat on his face..
...like the ill-fated Scrabble game between Sam and Castiel that wound its way late into the night, long after Dean had passed out from the shots he'd promised to take every time they played a word he didn't know...
...like the time Sam commented, offhandedly, that you'd never guess it but Gabriel was actually a pretty good listener, once you pinned him down...
...OK, so, yeah, maybe they had a few more happy moments than expected. That doesn't make them a happy little family.
So it's decidedly weird that when Gabriel refers to them in that way, over beers and around a campfire one night in New Mexico, Sam and Castiel both nod like they know exactly what he's talking about.
Weirder still that Dean not only agrees readily, but raises his can to toast the concept.
But when four cans meet with a metallic clink, he believes it completely.
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Cheers to the Winchester family! And to you, bb. Cheers to you!
I love how you develop the family in such beautiful snippets. Admittedly, I could decide between my two favorites: the Scrabble game and Dean passing out because he didn't know any of the words, or "something that could equally be a fine point of philosophy and the plot of the drive-in movie they went to the other night."
And Sam and Dean as the same person compared to Gabriel and Castiel? Love.
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"No way, man, that is not a word."
"Is so. C'mon, before I make you do two."
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*FLAAAAAAIL*
This is just so sweet & so honest at the same time. Clearly their "arrangement" is no picnic but the little moments that bind them together make it all worth while. *happy sigh*
I really really love this, thank you so much! *hugs*
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